Trek Four
Footprint 98
So I
up
n'
float ~
In
my
old
tug boat ~
Across
the
desert
skyyyyyyyy!
And
as
I
float ~
I
cross
the
moat ~
In
Oh My God's
loving
eeeeeeeye!
So
watch
me
float ~
In-
to
the
remote ~
Sometimes
low
and other times
hiiiiiiigh ~
Above the
head
of the
little big-horn goat ~
It's just
me
in my
old tug boat ~
That speck of
dust
up there
passing by...
Footprint 99
And as I float
I hear
at
an astronomical pitch ~
A Mexican Corrido
guitars
music
poor but rich ~
'Tis
blaring
in
my ear ~
And Mexican hombres
chortle
with
cheer!
Yeeeeeeeap, they
have
gathered
around ~
Around this old boat
half sunk
in
the ground ~
Of its other
re-
al-
ityyyyyyy ~
A layer or two below
spiritu-
al-
ityyyyyyy ~
They're
all
sitting
in chairs ~
As
their
music
blares ~
They're
all
feel-
ing oh so grand ~
Tossing
an occasional
empty
beer can ~
At
this
haunted
old boat ~
Thinking it funny
how
I think
I'm afloat ~
Yeap, they're
amused
by
this old gringo ~
But little
do
they
know ~
I
am
truly
long gone ~
Yeeeeeeeap,
long
long
gone ~
On
a-
nudder
riiiiiiide ~
They sarcastically howl,
"Hasta
la vista,
El Gringo Clyyyyyyyde!"
Footprint One Hundred !
'Tween Hitler the scum
and Davy
who was
so calm n' cool ~
Screwed into the
floor
was
an empty stool ~
And leaning
casually
on
Davy's knee ~
Was his long-barrelled
musket
which
happened to be ~
Pointed in the
general direction
of the
monster man's head ~
Thus frontiersman
Davy
was able to sit
at the bar instead ~
Of standing
like
the rest of
us fools ~
Quaffing our drinks
in the local saloon
infront of
all those empty stools...
Footprint 101
As Hitler and our Davy
quoth their insults
across
the empty stool ~
Big Hit
started
to
drool ~
Ye olde Nazi
was
losing
his cool ~
Meanwhile a few
of the patrons
commenced
a game of pool...
Footprint 102
Now 'dare was
somethin' strange
about
'dis empty stool ~
'Tween Davy my
hero
and Hitler
who was so cruel ~
Something
strange
in-
deeeeeeed ~
For the stool
was
a very
rare breed ~
Yeeeeeeeap,
as
stools
go ~
This one,
well,
do you really
wanna know?
T'was
the stool
of
Forever More!
Bolted
to
the
bar-room flooooooor...
Footprint 103
This morning
at
The
Company ~
Ann
the most pretty
called
to
me ~
I was just there
to
pick up
my check ~
Then return to my
sky haunting
worped n' weathered
tug-boat wreck ~
But Ann
thee prettiest
of
them all ~
To el poor old gringo
she
done
call ~
I
most humbly
prayer-
fully bowed ~
To her border-town
tawny brown
immaculatness ele-
gantly bestowed ~
She asked me
to
sit at
her table ~
Was it then
that
a giddy new pony
entered her stable?
She asked me
what
loves
had I ~
Said she had
none
with a
downcast eye ~
How
was
I
to replyyyyyyy?
When in a strange spiritual
realm
I'm floatin'
across Deep Desert sky!
Footprint 104
With stars
above and
stars
below ~
I drift so
far
I
just don't know ~
How
far
I
can gooooooo ~
But
I
can
tell you this ~
I'll
sure-
ly
miss ~
All the Beauty
I did
and
didn't kisssssss ~
A-
long
the
way!
Footprint 105
And I
remumbuh!
remumbuh!
remumbuh!
In that desert
towwwwwwwn
of
Yuma! Yuma! Yuma!
How some uh
'duh
tramps reacted to
Paula! Paula! Paula!
How
her
Beauty
made them yearn ~
'Til their common sense
jus'
up
n' burn ~
There at
the
mission of
No Returnnnnnnn...
The Dead String Brothers and The Grave Empress kick back at The Mission of No Return...
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